The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 97 Pay off the debt

Yongjie sighed: "Master knows, but many people in the temple are trying to stop us."

"The monk also sneaked out."

"I think so too." Li Miao said.

After a while, footsteps were heard outside the door.

The man walked in with a middle-aged woman and introduced them.

This middle-aged woman is Song Yanchao's daughter and the man's wife. She should be called Liu Song now.

Liu Song walked in, bowed, and then looked at Li Miao first.

Although Li Miao was only there to watch the fun, he had been raised in Shuntian Prefecture for twenty years after all, and he had the temperament of being used to commanding others, which he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

As for Yongjie, he was big and strong with a face full of flesh, and looked more like Li Miao's follower or bodyguard.

It was only after the man whispered that Liu Song knew who the real culprit was.

However, when Liu Song looked at Yongjie, she was stunned for a moment.

After a long while, she spoke weakly, "Master... have we met before?"

"Yes, I haven't seen you for many years."

Yongjie stood up and walked towards Liu Song.

He was already tall and had a face full of flesh, and now with his expressionless face, he was even more intimidating.

Liu Song didn't know any martial arts, and she was so frightened that her face turned pale. She held on to her husband's arm to avoid losing her composure.

Yongjie walked up to Liu Song and bowed to the ground.

"Long time no see."

"I have owed this debt for more than ten years. Today I should pay it back to you, Madam."

When Liu Song heard the words "long time no see", her face turned pale and her voice trembled.

"You... who are you..."

"Before I became a monk, my secular name was Tu Qingcang."

"what!"

Liu Song screamed and stepped back suddenly.

"Yes, it's you!"

Her husband had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong with his wife, and now he no longer hesitated. He protected Liu Song behind him and reached out to pull out a dagger from his waist.

"Sir, stop!"

"When a person dies, all debts are settled, but the misfortune does not extend to his wife and children!"

"Even if you have a grudge against my Lord Taishan, he is already dead. My husband and I have never been involved in the affairs of the martial world. We are just ordinary people living in this city!"

"Sir, please don't break the rules of the martial arts world!"

Obviously, the couple thought Yongjie was coming to seek revenge.

Yongjie did not answer. After standing up, he walked towards the couple on his own.

"Don't come here!"

"Don't come over here! My Song family has never provoked you! You won that year!"

Liu Song kept retreating, but her staggering was no match for Yongjie's stride.

The distance is getting closer.

Liu Song was so frightened that she couldn't speak. Her husband barely spoke: "Sir, stop! Don't force me!"

Yongjie turned a deaf ear and watched them approach the two of them.

Her husband gritted his teeth and slashed at Yongjie with his knife.

The knife cut his right arm.

In an instant, blood gushed out.

This man's martial arts skills are not even up to par. Any third-rate martial artist can easily take the dagger from his hand.

And Yongjie is a top-notch person like Liu Baiyun.

He didn't even need to use any horizontal training techniques. As long as he circulated his Qi around on his own, the knife wouldn't be able to hurt him.

Yongjie took the initiative to restrain his true energy and relax his muscles and bones.

The knife penetrated only an inch into the flesh and severed his tendons.

Li Miao didn't say anything.

He had seen this scene many times before. Yongjie's injuries were all caused by him.

At this moment, his blood was gushing out, flowing down his cuffs and forming a puddle on the ground.

Liu Song had never seen such a scene before. Her face turned pale and she fainted.

Her husband quickly held her back and turned to look at Yongjie: "You, you..."

He couldn't figure out what was going on.

Although he was not very good at martial arts, he was Song Yanchao's son-in-law after all. He was knowledgeable and could see that Yongjie's martial arts was far better than his.

He couldn't understand why this man would stand there and let him chop him.

Yongjie saw Liu Song fainted and forced a smile.

"I will stay in Baoqing Prefecture for three days. If Madam Song wants to find me after she wakes up, I will stay in the inn in the city."

After saying that, he turned and looked at Li Miao: "Donor, can I ask for a favor from you?"

Li Miao reached into his pocket, took out a silver ingot and threw it over.

Yongjie couldn't catch it.

His left hand was hanging in front of his chest, and the tendons of his right hand were broken. As a Shaolin descendant, he could only watch the silver ingot fall to the ground.

"Oh, forgot."

Fortunately, Li Miao reacted.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the air. A subtle stream of true energy flew out and touched the silver ingot.

The silver ingot fell into the arms of Liu Song's husband.

"Okay, let's go."

Li Miao stood up and walked to Yongjie, stretched out his hand and stopped the bleeding.

Yongjie reluctantly said "thank you" to Li Miao.

The two of them walked out of the door on their own and headed towards the inn where they were staying.

As they walked, Li Miao asked, "What is the grudge between Master and this family?"

Yongjie had lost too much blood and was gradually becoming dizzy. He took the initiative to speak to boost his spirits: "Back then, when I first mastered martial arts, I came to travel in Huguang."

"It's called traveling, but in fact it's just looking for people to fight with everywhere."

"It's just that I was too young at the time and had no reputation in the underworld. I would often be rejected when I went to someone's house, and sometimes I couldn't even get in."

The challenge in the martial arts world is not as simple as making friends through martial arts.

The so-called sects and forces are essentially organizations that rely on martial arts to gain a foothold.

In order to monetize martial arts, one often has to first use some means to turn it into "fame", and then it can be turned into things like land, money, and manpower.

A martial arts challenge is one of such methods, and winning or losing can change a lot of things.

Therefore, in most cases of "making friends through martial arts", the winner and loser have actually been determined before the fight begins.

People like Yongjie back then were challengers that no one in the martial arts world wanted to face.

Young, unknown, and skilled in martial arts. No benefit if he wins, but a loss will ruin his reputation.

It is common sense that no one wants to fight him.

"I didn't know much at the time, I just thought they were weak people who were deceiving the world and stealing fame."

"I am eager to become famous. I can't wait for them to rank according to seniority. My martial arts skills are better than theirs, so I think I should be more famous than them."

"So, I started going door to door to challenge them one by one."

"This breaks the rules. The loser will start spreading rumors about me, saying that I took advantage of people when they were least prepared and was a mean person who resorted to trickery."

"I was angry, so I became more and more violent. I even started to attack people who had nothing to do with the incident."

Yongjie sighed.

"When I came to Baoqing Prefecture, I naturally chose Hero Song Yanchao first."

"I won. I broke his right arm."

"Oh, so you have to return an arm to his daughter." Li Miao said.

"Yes." Yongjie nodded.

"Song Da Xia's famous martial arts is the 'Three Emperors Cannon Crush'. With his right arm broken, his martial arts skills have been weakened by at least 30% to 40%. The decline of Huiyou Escort Agency is probably due to me."

"He's a good man, I shouldn't have done that."

"If you owe a debt, you must pay it back."

(End of this chapter)